Saturday, November 20, 2010

The Unnatural Holidays: This Time of Year

The Unnatural Holidays: This Time of Year: "How unnatural it is to feel so alone this time of year No laughter No phone calls No plans being made Just large spaces of time that takes f..."

This Time of Year

How unnatural it is to feel so alone this time of year
No laughter
No phone calls
No plans being made
Just large spaces of time that takes forever to pass
I miss what is gone
I miss what is at a distance
I miss what is here
The further away from that dreadful date the better
Alone will not feel so foreign
What use to shine
Is now black
So weary of being cold and desolate, but what can I do
Can't make anyone be
Can't control hearts
It just is
Gone is the one that always was constant in my life
Unconditional
Safe to love
Always forgiving
My cross to bear and to finally bury when I decide to grow up
No one owes
No one's obligated
No one's responsible
But for now I survive this season nearly unbearable, way too familiar and so, so heavy!